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  • #1
    Elie Wiesel
    “Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed....Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #2
    Elie Wiesel
    “I pray to the God within me that He will give me the strength to ask Him the right questions.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #3
    Elie Wiesel
    “Then came the march past the victims. The two men were no longer alive. Their tongues were hanging out, swollen and bluish. But the third rope was still moving: the child, too light, was still breathing...
    And so he remained for more than half an hour, lingering between life and death, writhing before our eyes.
    And we were forced to look at him at close range. He was still alive when I passed him. His tongue was still red, his eyes not yet extinguished.

    Behind me, I heard the same man asking:
    "For God's sake, where is God?"
    And from within me, I heard a voice answer:
    "Where He is? This is where--hanging here from this gallows..."

    That night, the soup tasted of corpses.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #4
    Elie Wiesel
    “One more stab to the heart, one more reason to hate. One less reason to live.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #5
    Elie Wiesel
    “There's a long road of suffering ahead of you. But don't lose courage. You've already escaped the gravest danger: selection. So now, muster your strength, and don't lose heart. We shall all see the day of liberation. Have faith in life. Above all else, have faith. Drive out despair, and you will keep death away from yourselves. Hell is not for eternity. And now, a prayer - or rather, a piece of advice: let there be comradeship among you. We are all brothers, and we are all suffering the same fate. The same smoke floats over all our heads. Help one another. It is the only way to survive.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #6
    Elie Wiesel
    “One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #7
    Elie Wiesel
    “In the beginning there was faith - which is childish; trust - which is vain; and illusion - which is dangerous.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #8
    Elie Wiesel
    “Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, that turned my life into one long night seven times sealed.
    Never shall I forget that smoke.
    Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky.
    Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever.
    Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live.
    Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes.
    Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live as long as God Himself.
    Never.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #9
    Elie Wiesel
    “Those who kept silent yesterday will remain silent tomorrow.”
    Élie Wiesel, Night

  • #10
    Elie Wiesel
    “Bread, soup - these were my whole life. I was a body. Perhaps less than that even: a starved stomach. The stomach alone was aware of the passage of time.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #11
    Elie Wiesel
    “We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything--death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night

  • #12
    Elie Wiesel
    “Why do you pray?" he asked me, after a moment.

    Why did I pray? A strange question. Why did I live? Why did I breathe?

    "I don't know why," I said, even more disturbed and ill at ease. "I don't know why."

    After that day I saw him often. He explained to me with great insistence that every question possessed a power that did not lie in the answer. "Man raises himself toward God by the questions he asks Him," he was fond of repeating. "That is the true dialogue. Man questions God and God answers. But we don't understand His answers. We can't understand them. Because they come from the depths of the soul, and they stay there until death. You will find the true answers, Eliezer, only within yourself!"

    "And why do you pray, Moshe?" I asked him. "I pray to the God within me that He will give me the strength to ask Him the right questions.”
    Elie Wiesel, Night



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